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The heart
beseeches, the head knows better
There's a
new world, beyond our tether
Memories
pull you back, to pieces you are torn
And then
with time, even they'll be gone
But true
friends who are made now
Are ne'er
forgotten, you'll ask me how?
'Coz memory,
a faculty of the mind
Is like that
tape you record 'n rewind
You erase
the old, fill in the new
Hence,
permanent memories are far and few.
Friends are
a part of that heart in you
The old
remain and you add the new!
-Marisha
May'99